Home Alone

Magoo stayed home over the weekend, since we were not going to be around most of the day on Saturday, we left him home and our neighbors kept an eye on him. I really hate doing it, but a friend of mine told me that dogs have no concept of time so he has no idea how long we are gone. I wanted to google that fact to see if it is true, but I know my conscience could not handle the guilt if I were to find out that dogs are,in fact, aware of time. So I plan to stay blissfully ignorant on that topic.

Over the weekend, Erin said she is going to come back in her next life as one of those people who can eat whatever they want and never look like it or feel sick from it. I told her she should come back as a dog, because they basically eat whatever they want. Then I said, she should come back as my dog, because he definitely eats whatever he wants, and we give it to him. And she said "Yea, but then I would be home alone this weekend". Evil, evil sister!